"What speed is this?" A person who only feels that his eyes have an illusion.

"A few embellishments, and they have become like this?" There are even people who, because of this speed, have the idea of giving up the assessment.

"You ......" Jiang Langcai subconsciously raised his sword, but suddenly found that his hand didn't seem to obey.

Even Feng Feiyang, who had just passed through the big battle, noticed the scene here.

"What a mysterious body." The wind is flying and he is good at his body, but when he saw the scene just now, he also admired it from the bottom of his heart.

Speed, sometimes, can not only make meritorious contributions with miraculous effects, but also have such a saying: The world's martial arts are invincible, only fast and unbreakable. This is a widely circulated sentence, and this hero at this moment has played this sentence to the fullest.

"I'm not as good as that." Although Feng Feiyang didn't want to admit it, when he saw the embellished scene, he knew that in terms of the speed of his body, he was inferior to this Jianghu guest named Daxia.

Jiang Langcaizi's mood was suddenly damaged, it was too fast, like a floating leaf, it seemed to be like a dead leaf, and inadvertently, he came to his face.

"Go down." Such as on the side of the ear.

"No!" Jiang Lang Caizi subconsciously roared angrily, the Jiang Lang sword in his hand trembled, and a sword intent like river water slowly rose.

"It's too slow......" The hero's Jianghu didn't move, no, to be precise, it should be that the thin knife pinned to his waist has not been moved from beginning to end, and his body is already a lightning bolt.

The momentum rises suddenly.

Just when Jiang Lang's genius was about to make a move, he saw an inky momentum slamming on the Jiang Lang sword that he had drawn halfway through.

Choke!

The crisp sound, as if metal collided, rubbed out a spark of understanding.

In the air, it seems that something is burning.

It was an inky flame that complemented the clothes on the hero's body.

It is full of the charm of literati and inkmen, and it seems that with a stroke of the ink pen, you can write the feeling of the entire Spring and Autumn Period.

Jiang Langcaizi didn't have any room for resistance, and his body flew out upside down.

Bang!

The body falls to the ground.

"It surprised me." Under the ink-colored hat, there was a voice like ink, with inexplicable vicissitudes, but like thunder, echoing in the heart of Jiang Langcai.

It turned out that just now, the hero's Jianghu guest exuded momentum, and wanted to force Jiang Lang's talent out of the ring, and he was about to succeed, but just between the edges of the ring, Jiang Lang's sword was finally pulled out.

A sword intent was in the opposite direction, and it was forced in the air, causing his body to fly upside down, and he forcibly changed direction.

But it also made Jiang Lang's talent extremely embarrassed.

Jiang Langcai struggled to stand up, with a little jealousy in his eyes. A mountain building realm powerhouse, was almost forced out of the ring by a cultivator at the peak of the mountain viewing realm with momentum, such a thing, no matter how you say it, it is disgraceful.

"I can't imagine that the geniuses of this year are so perverted." A teacher on the high platform gave such an exclamation.

You must know that the mountain viewing realm and the mountain building realm are not the gap between the ordinary realm, but a large realm, and the mountain building realm has the ability to volley, which can be said to be almost invincible, but at the moment when the two came into contact, they made a judgment.

It seems to give people a feeling that the gap in the realm is not so important.

Jiang Langcai wiped the corners of his mouth lightly, and a red remained on his cuffs.

"I've learned your speed and momentum, which makes me angry." Jiang Lang's talented body rose up with the momentum that belonged to the strong. Along with his own protective body, Zhengang rose.

"At the same time, it also touched the anger of a mountain builder." Jiang Lang's sword is unsheathed.

On the other side, the heroes of the rivers and lakes are still standing quietly, as if Jiang Lang's cruel words are just a passing moment for him.

The ink color is still the same, the ink-colored clothes, with the traces of the sword, dance under the fierce momentum.

This scene can't help but remind people of that sentence.

The lonely shadow of the cold river, the old man of the rivers and lakes.

A person stands alone, does not join the world, is alone, and writes in ink.

"Anger?" After a while, the hero finally spoke up and said, "Is that all?" ”

The hero's figure was unmoved, and under the hat, he couldn't see the change in his face, as if he was waiting, waiting for the opponent's anger, waiting for the opponent's sharp blow, waiting for the opponent's big move.

Jiang Lang's genius shook Jiang Lang's sword, faintly emitting the meaning of the mountains and rivers, and there was a feeling of embracing all rivers.

"Jianglangchuan, Jianglang, Shan, and the mountains are all in my sword intent, crush the enemy."

With the surging sword intent of Jiang Lang's talent, the entire ring, like a mountain and river rushing, sounded the sound of layers of strong waves.

Like the wind is raging, like a crash, and terrible sounds are constantly heard.

"This is Jiang Langjian's famous skill - Jiang Lang Duel." One person was surprised, and he didn't expect that this was just the beginning, and Jiang Lang had made such a hole card.

"Jiang Lang Duel?" Some people are suspicious.

"Yes, Jiang Lang decides, with the help of the momentum of rivers and mountains, with the sword intent, forming the momentum of landslides and ground cracks, and Jiang Lang's genius is also famous for Jiang Langshan because of this merit." For Jiang Lang's talented people, he made such an explanation.

Everyone was no longer surprised, because the scene in front of them was enough to show Jiang Langdu's perversion.

I saw that on the ring, I could faintly feel the vastness of the sword duel, which was a kind of power that belonged exclusively to heaven and earth, like the condensation of mountains and rivers, forming a fierce attack with the momentum of pressing the top.

The ink shadow of the hat, under this fierce pressure, seems to have a crumbling feeling, and the ink shirt dances, as if it is so weak and weak.

However, although weak, it is still isolated.

The lonely shadow of the cold river is embodied to the extreme.

"Are you scared?" Under the terrifying momentum, Jiang Langcaizi finally had the confidence and laughed, very proud.

"You ......"

"What am I?"

"You seem to be proud?" The hero's voice is still that lonely feeling, as if a word is out, it is a river and lake.

"Now, you should understand the consequences of touching the wrath of a mountain-building realm powerhouse, right? Haha...... "Although Jiang Lang is proud, he doesn't dare to be careless, and the momentum of the mountains and rivers above his head is still converging, like a bottomless pit, sweeping away all the spiritual power around him.

"The consequences?" Under the hat, the voice could not see the slightest change, and under the hazy ink veil, his lips moved lightly, and said, "I am afraid you can't afford such consequences." ”

One sentence, but it attracted Jiang Lang's arrogant smug laughter.

"Haha......"

"I can't afford it?" Jiang Lang was very proud, and said: "Jiang Lang Duel, it is my famous skill for many years, how can you compare it to a small mountain viewing realm." ”

Jiang Lang is very conceited, because he has this strength.

The gap between the two was already in front of him, and Jiang Lang didn't believe that this Jianghu guest named Daxia could ignore his own Jiang Lang decision.

"Stubborn." In a word, it seems to be an afterimage.

Because this sentence was not over yet, I saw that the ink shadow in front of everyone's eyes suddenly turned into ink sand.

"Eliminate ...... Disappear ......"

"Gone ......"

“……”

Everyone was shocked.

500 people, all shocked.

There was no fluctuation, no warning, as if everything was so natural that it was impossible to fault it.

On the high platform, the thirty powerhouses of the six major academies were also puzzled at this moment.

Although they can catch the hero, they still can't get an answer.

Because there is a limit to the speed of a Mountain Viewing Realm cultivator, and under the momentum of Jiang Lang's talent, it is impossible to reach such a speed no matter what.

On the whole ring, because of the shroud of the mountains and rivers, it is like a painting of mountains and rivers splashed with ink.

"Xueru, what the hell is going on?" A female teacher in the Ice Valley, finally asked everyone's thoughts.

The thirty powerhouses were all eager to know why a Mountain Viewing Realm cultivator had such a speed.

Even with their minds, they could barely feel it.

Ji Xueru sat quietly, her mind was blurred, and she could track the figure of the hero, and there was no response for a long time.

At the moment when the female teacher wanted to give up her desire for knowledge, Ji Xueru finally spoke up.

"I didn't think it could be like this." Ji Xueru patted her forehead, feeling that her cognition was completely refreshed at this moment.

"Xueru, what the hell is going on?" Another female teacher also asked urgently.

Ji Xueru came back to her senses, looked at the two teachers beside her and said, "Didn't you see it?" ”

The two female teachers shook their heads, puzzled.

"Look." Ji Xueru pointed and landed on the momentum of the mountains and rivers.

Then he said: "There are many capable people in ancient times, and this Jianghu guest named Daxia is such a cultivator. ”

Ji Xueru followed the figure of the hero with her fingers and said: "The lonely shadow of the cold river is a veritable painting of mountains and rivers, and the momentum of the mountains and rivers displayed by this talented man of Jiang Lang is a kind of landscape between mountains and rivers. ”

Ji Xueru drew a circle with her fingers, including the entire ring, and said: "With the ring as a painting and the momentum of the mountains and rivers as embellishment, a painting of the mountains and rivers of the battle has been formed. ”

"That's why this hero is so fast." After Ji Xueru finished speaking, she looked at the two teachers.

However, the two teachers are still in the clouds.

"Don't you understand?"

The two teachers shook their heads.

"Actually, it's very simple, this heroic cultivator regards the entire ring as a painting of mountains and rivers, and he himself is the brush and ink of this painting."

"I see." A teacher suddenly woke up and said, "I didn't expect this hero to be so ingenious." ”

"But how can he withstand the power of a mountain-building realm powerhouse?"

Ji Xueru pointed to the vague figure of the hero and said, "You see, in the battle, he used the power of Jiang Lang's talent to temper his body. ”

Between the blurred ink shadows, the momentum is gradually changing, just as Ji Xueru said.

"This ......," the teacher was tempted to say incredible, but the words stopped at the end of his mouth.

"I have to say that this hero is indeed a genius." Ji Xueru commented.

"Indeed." Another female teacher also nodded, acknowledging Ji Xueru's point of view.

Just as Ji Xueru explained, Yang Ning also slowly saw the clues.

"There...... In that ...... "Between Yang Ning's fingers, you can see the location of the hero.

I saw that between the scattered dots of mountains and rivers, a shadow like brush and ink was constantly depicting this painting of mountains and rivers.

Soon, if you can't understand the truth, you won't be able to keep up with the changes in the ink shadow.

As the protagonist of this competition, Jiang Langcai has long been confused.

A big living person disappeared in front of his eyes, completely disappeared......

The momentum of the ink-colored mountains and rivers continues to converge, as if the whole world is left with only ink and white.

But Jiang Lang understands that this is the most obvious sign of the momentum of his mountains and rivers.

But the momentum of his own mountains and rivers, he knows best, he has obviously shrouded the entire ring, and his move, even if it is the triple realm of building mountains, he will hate it, but now......

A Mountain Viewing Realm cultivator actually disappeared in front of him.

Can't believe it.

"Fake, fake......" Jiang Langjian lost his discipline and slashed indiscriminately.